<i>Late Saturday night, once many of our fine city's citizens had either gone home for rest or out to a wild night on the town, our city grows a little bit wilder. It started as a faint pulse, like a tiny flicker in space that echoed throughout the city. But soon it condensed and grew, crashing down in the middle of one of the city's baseball stadiums. Fortunately the stadium was closed down, but still cameras caught a brief glimpse as the middle of the field seemed to fold in on itself, before collapsing in a wave of force. The wave craterized the baseball field, wiping out much of the first few rows of seats in the process. The building had already been closed for the night, so very few were around to witness it. The building has entrances at the north, south, east, and west. Though no first responders had arrived yet, any observers seeking to identify the phenomenon would find the stadium's gates unlocked. Perhaps through mere negligence, perhaps something more sinister. Regardless, choose your entrance, and let our adventure begin.</i>

<i>It was a warm day nearing the end of summer. School had started a little while ago, so with no holidays nearby the world had returned to business as usual. However unusual that business may be. Unfortunately for the thousands of commuters, they would be forced to detour around a certain street, as the street had been flash frozen as the result of a freak blizzard that occurred during the morning rush, when the streets were at their busiest. Naturally, emergency workers arrived within minutes to assist those caught in the middle of the disaster, with police arriving shortly afterwards. Since these incidents fell well outside the boundaries of reason they were used to, the officers did little more than redirect traffic and ensure no one got too close to the site for the first few hours. Approaching noon, the police were replaced by a group of mercenaries lead by a tall woman with fiery red hair. It was this squad that was informed and hired to actually resolve this issue. This, dear actors, is where you come in. Having been brought in by curiosity like the small crowd lining the incident zone, or perhaps disappointed by the nearby mall having been forced to close due to supernatural disaster. Whatever the reason, this is the scene you would arrive to, an armed mercenary group surrounding the scene of an obviously supernatural incident, shooing away the small group of onlookers from trying to get a better shot of the scene.</i>

<i>Its an Ikea. I honestly don't know why you decided to come to the furniture/home improvement store. Or how much you're expecting me to tell you. Its an Ikea, they sell furniture and furniture sets. Lots and lots of furniture sets. After all, it is a very large store. Has to be, in order to fit all that furniture. Anyways, back to the story at hand. There is an Ikea.</i>

<i>It was a quiet and calm day, as any other, too calm if anything, the sky was faintly overcast, it left a vague sense of unease as the day went on. These fears would be confirmed when you stumble upon police tape around the first floor of one of the local office buildings. A small crowd had gathered for a time but soon dissapates, leaving only a few people who had worked there and the small group of officers. And of course, peering through the windows, is the scene of a crime. Its a young man, likely in his mid twenties, with faint, red stringcoming out of his sleeves, these strings branch off and connect to four pillars strewn about the main lobby while the police begin their investigation</i>

<i>it was a day just like any other, the sun rising high into the sky, time for everyone to go to work and attempt their life, busy as usual. Walking out onto the streets, you find it to be surprisingly empty, largely devoid of people, the slightly muted city streets come to an almost stifling silence. Of course, all the city's usual sights are there, the tower, the park, the schools, the subway. All missing only one thing, the inhabitants</i>

<i>I would like to start off by saying that, at some point, this thread will have some pretty massive P5 spoilers. If you have intended to finish that game and for some reason or another haven't gotten around to watching or playing, then I'd suggest moving on. With my due diligence out of the way. It was a rather hot day along the ever-so-peaceful streets of Tokyo. Not quite as crowded as one might come to expect, like everyone was trying to avoid the heat, which rolls off of the pavement in waves, causing slight distortions near the road. As you continue about your business, one would notice a faint sparking, hanging in the air, perhaps a byproduct of the heat, no one around seems to pay it any mind, some may even pass through as though the phenomena were for your eyes alone. It shifts slightly back and forth, before seeming to come closer.</i>

Fate Leads the Willing, and drags along the reluctant - Seneca <i>Whether they are aware of it or not, whatever they may have thought. Whatever they did, matters not to the gears eternal. A group of people, yourself included, find themselves in a large, seemingly empty white space. The void only seems to go on for miles and miles, expanding in every direction, broken up only by a massive set of gears nearby. That and the older-looking woman standing next to them, the girl is looking up at the gears, hand rubbing over one of the larger ones as if to polish them while they turned</i> ???: any moment now, should be good as new. <i>They seem rather focused at the moment, yet with the general emptiness there is little else to consider in the area</i>

<i>As is typical of this place, there are many ghost stories, demon sightings, most of them end up getting checked out by some individual or another, with the truth ranging from actual monsters to a run in with a stray cat. In a side alleyway along the city streets lies a small fortune-telling tent. It seems to be oddly popular, for a tent that small. Perhaps it is the rumors that make it so? People who claim to see monsters. People who claim to see ghosts. Some even claim to have seen themselves..... Many people enter the tent, either alone or in groups. Some never leave.</i>

<i>As legends tend to do, word has spread around the Nexus of a long-decaying forest. The rumors started a few weeks ago, though very little new information has been spread around. Rumors speak of walking trees and dancing shadows, lingering around the forest. Of course, how much of this is true is impossible to know, but these tales, as they tend to do, catch the eye of a more... Interesting crowd of citizens. These individuals, for reasons of their own, find themselves drawn to investigate the forest.</i> <i>The forest itself has definitely seen better days. Though one would expect mostly barren leaves in the winter, the trees themselves almost seem to have become sickly and withering. The area between them is filled with rotting leaves and decaying grass, with no signs of life anywhere nearby.... Except for a faint, whispering noise that seems to come from deep within.</i> <i>At the forest's edge is a small, self-sufficient farm of sorts. Its the start of winter, so its no surprise to see that the crops have all been wilted or picked by now. More surprising is how empty it is. The house itself is a plain, worn down old log cabin, with some upgrades to keep with the time, such as an outdoor water heater. Next to the house is a pig pen of sorts, though there are no animals inside of it. The building's front door is cracked open, as though someone had left in a hurry and had not bothered to close it properly.</i> <i>As for the forest itself, two winding paths branch off almost immediately. Both paths seem old, like they had been abandoned for months. Just glancing by you're already able to see a few brambles along each of the paths, one to the right has a few larger fallen tree branches in the way.</i> OOC: One final note, as the GM, I am not necessarily your friend. Not every prompt I give will be entirely beneficial or direct you towards the resolution of the forest's events, rather I am here to guide you along an area which I have created, and most importantly help everyone have fun. With that out of the way, one last note. You can enter in at pretty much any time, simply reply to this post here when you join in and I can work from there.

<i>Rumors and legends spread, as they tend to, until they are heard from the very ends of the earth. One recent source of mystery is a nearby forest. Well within winter's grasp, the forest itself seems to be dying for the year, a few trees reaching near a state of decay. Most animals seem to have left this forest, yet there are still relentless rumors of vague, shadowy forms, trees reaching out to any passerby, and a series of missing persons cases in the area. As with many unusual occurences, it seems to attract people as well, people wishing to investigate the cause</i> <i>Those who find themselves interested in the forest would find little of note on its outskirts, the withered, brown grasses and leafeless trees give off an impression of emptiness. Nearby is a small, self-sufficient farm, one can see a quaint patch that would ordinarily have vegetables, and a light on in the nearby small, unassuming house. As for the forest itself, two different paths, quite a ways away from each other, wind into the woods. Rumors have kept most travelers away from the area, and as such these footpaths are in poor condition, more fit for deer than humans.</i> OOC: Anyone can join this at any point, this is intended to be a one-shot, though I cannot really guess the length of it, I aim to please as best as I can.